Oh my--

Aug 26, 2008 20:28

I'm dying...it's official...I can't breathe right now. I think it's just an anxiety attack, but still ( Read more... )

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vippler August 27 2008, 05:13:31 UTC
*hug*

Breathe. Meditation like. In through the nose, hold a bit, visualize, exhale through the mouth, strong, steady-like.

I'm sorry you had an attack. They suck, don't they? Maybe you just need to destroy something. Get a useless book or something and just go for it. Keep these things handy for a day like this, or even a boring day when you have nothing to do.

Time sucks too. It's like, never enough. And the stress can make your priorities suck even worse because they're ordered by what makes life easier, not by what you WANT to make it easier. I forgot you wrote fics enough to be stressed about them.

BUT OH I UNDERSTAND YOU ON THE WANTING TO BUT CAN'T. It's a psychological block. You still have the ability, grace, and creativity to do it, don't worry. You just have to get over whatever is in the way. And since you can't, due to obligations, you want to even more. It starts burning energy in your legs and making your gut sour and stuff...well, that was me, and it makes me tired and guilty and lonely. If that makes sense.

When I was going through it, I NEEDED to. It was my release. I had made it my release and I didn't have the motivation to go through with it. It built up. I figured the next best thing was to stop needing it. A few months later, out of the blue, after I didn't 'need' it anymore and could fight off the fits, I started drabbling for no reason. You may need inspiration. Or time.

For now, just focus on what'll give you time to write. It won't do for you to have a perfectly good plot, story, outlook on life, and then not be able to do anything because of work.

Conjugations! I remember that from Latin. It's memorization to the max. No wonder it started moving on the page. It'll also keep you distracted.

If you need fics, I'll send you more. I mean, I think I sent you some lists, but I didn't know you read slash. Or forgot. SOrry. I peg you for a poetry person with the rare short story, not fic, since none is ever sent or posted.

This phone is cool. You can call me.

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